A/N- there have been several misunderstandings over the updation of this chapter, as It seems most of you were expecting it to be after 3 weeks, but no, that was about my older fic Akatsuki superheroes, which is being delayed. (Cause of people who will remain nameless) This story will be updated as regular, so dont worry bout it. Tsh, I never have problems with you guys reviewing, or even torturing me for updates. So you guys are cool. CHOCOLATE CAKE FOR ALL! (even you.. XD, jk you're cool too! XDXDXD)
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Chapter Eleven- Bedrooms
She stared at the room, and instantly wanted to just leave, right there. She had the mop in her right hand, the broom and mop bucket in her left. She heaved a sigh.At least it would be a tad more tolerable clean. She sat the mop outside, then upon further examination, set the broom out there as well.
Time to start Tayuya's confiscation time. Ha, as if she would find anything of considerable value in the piece of shit. She went through despite, picking up everything that touched the ground that did not fit the category of "furniture" in that accursed room. She created a mental checklist of everything she considered trash. She started on the right corner of the room, a bit shocked at the results. Upon the wall's edge was an empty bucket of paint, as well as a dozen buckets of black paint, five buckets of red paint, and three gallons of blue. She stared at it a bit confused. What the fuck is he going to do with all this frikin paint? She pulled it into the hall. Registering it into her trash category, after all, what the hell was a guy going to do with a million fucking gallons of paint? She shivered at the thought of Hidan with a finger-painting hobby. Then shivered again. She brought her self back in for the second round of paint-dragging. Overall, however, that was probably .5 percent of what was in that hellhole. She examined it for a third time now. She still had to clean the paint splattered on the floor, clear those holes...and just what the fuck was that on the walls?
Tayuya wasn't going to deny it. She despised cleaning with a passion. Not just a passion. Oh no.
Her passion burned with the intensity of a thousand suns that engulfed her victims and went supernova on their bitch asses. At this moment, she was hoping that victim was Hidan. She chuckled lightly with amusement at seeing him dead. Perhaps, beheaded, burned, hell tortured. As long as it was painful. Nice, sweet pain. Because of him, she had to do something she despised. How dare that bastard. She looked under his bed, seeing a mass of trash, mixed with a variety of rotten foods and corpses of small mammals. She groaned.
"DAMMIT YOU BASTARD! YOU WILL DIE FOR THIS SHIT!"
-Meanwhile in some village's grocery store-
A man with redish hair and a black suit stopped suddenly while going down aisles. His associate looked over. A large man in a T-shirt and pants, while also a mask. He had stitches all down his arms.
"What, Hidan?"
"Something bad is about to fucking happen." The, (not so cleverly disguised) Hidan mumbled.
"What, you think the hamburger meat was rancid?"
-
She now had but a large pile of bullshit in the middle of the floor. Everytime she saw a rat she wanted to puke. She tossed a few pornographic magazines onto the pile, how typical of a guy's room. After about an hour she got everything out from under that bed of pure hell. Facing it now, she realized:
What the hell am I going to do with this crap? She peered around the room, and spotted that boarded up space above the bed.
Heh, Bingo.
Hidan and Kakuzu approached the front as they struggled to keep hold over the grocery supply, Hidan'r hair still a dark red color, but hey, at least he had his good old akatsuki cloak again. He was also a bit relieved that Kakuzu did most of the heavy lifting. The frozen meats, the milk, almost anything which was frozen actually. Whilst Hidan mainly held the junk foods such as gummy worms and potato chips, Kakuzu should have realized it was a bad idea to do such. Hidan had already been through three bags of pringles.
"Home fucking free." He muttered, he tossed his bags onto Kakuzu's. "I'm sure you can handle that shit on your own, Kakuzu."
"Lazy bastard." Kakuzu grumbled in disgust. Bringing it in anyway, but got much enjoyment at it, for when he turned around, the first thing he saw was Hidan covered in a mass of trash. Hidan stood there blankly, looking down.
"This...is my fucking stash." He muttered, teeth grinding. "KAKUZU WHY THE HELL IS MY STASH FLYING OUT THE MOTHERFUCKING WINDOW?!"
"Beats me." Kakuzu muttered, chuckling to himself lightly. He slammed open the door with his side. Hidan made a rush for it, yet failed horribly. He groaned as he pulled it back open. As he passed the living room he looked at the currently pre-occupied with TV time Deidara.
"Where...is the fucking girl." He demanded.
"She took a mop and broom and went upstairs, un."
Hidan froze, his head desperatly trying to put two and two together.But in Hidan's head two and two equals five. Mop...plus broom...upstairs...stuff flying out window...oh god. He got a image that took the truth, then shaved it, strangled it, and lit it on fire. Somewhere in the dark depths of his mind came the Idea that she was trashing the hell out of his room with a broom. He shuddered at that thought.
-Somewhere in Hidan's bizzare imagination-
Tobi- YES! SCORE ONE FOR ME!
Tayuya- (breaks broomstick over his head)
-
Hidan chuckled lightly to himself. Then in a matter of seconds realized he was straying from the point. He rushed upstairs and his door was closed. He hesistated on pening it. A bit afraid on the results of it. Seeing his wonderful bedroom being torn apart by that red-headed psycho bitch. He pulled the doorknob, which made a loud screech due to lack of oiling, apparently.
He opened it up, looked inside...and...
-
Deidara glanced upwards as Kakuzu landed on the couch after throwing the food (rather sloppily) in the kitchen.
"Did you just hear a little girl scream, un?"
"No, just Hidan."
"Want to go check on him, un?"
"No."
Deidara shrugged, "I'm sure he'll be fine, un."
"No, It's just I don't give a shit."
"Me neither,un." Deidara sighed in response, and continued watching his precious television.
-
Hidan stared at the horror that lie before him. Tayuya was laying on his bed reading some kind of magazine, not really paying any attention to him at all. Hidan pointed madly at her. "J...just what the fuck did you do?!"
"Take a damn chill pill, I cleaned it, shithead."
"BUT THIS ROOM WAS FUCKING PARADISE!"
Tayuya chuckled madly at him, refusing to look over. "Paradise my ass, paint on the wall, trash on the floor, oh, and does your ENTIRE paycheck go into pornography,hm?"
"Paaaaiiint, oh my fucking Jasshin , where is it?"
Tayuya glanced over to him for a brief second. Then pointed a finger to the window over his bed. he looked at it with horror. SO THATS WHY IT FELL OUT!
"I don't know where in your demented fucking mind you decided that you could.."
"For shit's sake stop being such a whiny little bitch," She moaned, "What's with men and their damned rooms HAVING to be a fucking mess?" She turned to the wall on the bed, so she wouldn't be facing him whilst he went into the male equivalent of a hissy fit. She rolled her eyes, annoyed.
"DON'T ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME, BITCH!"
"HOW CAN YOU TELL?!" She roared back, "You're on the opposite side of me!"
"But you ARE!"
"Shutup, fucking prick."
-Quite a while later-
Hidan and Tayuya were now sitting on opposite sides of the room, staring at the walls. Deidara was standing next to the door outside, Kisame walked by, peered in, then looked to Deidara.
"How long have they been like this?"
Deidara sighed. "About three hours now, un."
"What exactly are you doing standing out here?"
"I was going to tell her to pick up the kitchen while she was at it, un" Deidara replied simply, shifting his feet back in forth with a mixture of annoyance and boredom that seemed everlasting. "After all thats the reason we bouuuuu.."
He drug off from there, grinning nervously to Kisame. "I mean she was cleaning anyway,un." He sighed quietly. He beat his head on the wall a bit. "The problem being; I'm afraid if I go in there, they are going to declare war on each other while I stand there. I'm pretty sure the leader won't be too thrilled if I kill Hidan as well as half our building,un."
"Oh."
-
"..."
"..."
"..."
No one said anything for awhile in that room.Tayuya felt her stomach rustle madly. Damn it...I'm hungry. She shifted back and forth. She shifted her eyes, glaring over to Hidan. He was still staring at the wall. Paying no attention. She had bets that he was sitting there thinking horrible things to say to her. The prick. Or thinking perverted thoughts or something. He was probably thinking things like: "Ha ha, stupid whore, maybe I'll rape her in her sleep." She paused. HELL NO HE DIDN'T! Somehow in her messed up imagination she had told herself this. As well as made herself actually believe it. She rushed over to him, lifting her foot she flung it into the back of his head.
"Ah, WHAT THE HELL!"
"THATS FOR THOSE PERVERTED THOUGHTS YOU WERE THINKING!"
"What the fuck are you talking about?!"
"You were thinking horrible things about me, weren't you, you sick fuck!"
"I was half asleep, damn it!"
"Lying bastard!" She shouted at him. Coming off along the lines of mentally insane. She grabbed him by the back of the head and he shoved her off. She went a little bit too fast, and hit her head on the bed rail.
"Ow, that hurt.."
-
Deidara and Kisame were still watching, and Kakuzu had been attracted as well. It was like watching one of those reality TV shows, exept it was actually reality instead of scripted. (Yeah, I said it.)
"Ummm...did he really just do that."
"Well...she backed into something, that doesn't count, un."
"...I wonder if she thinks that."
-
She rubbed the back of her head. Then stood back up. The room filling with that creepy aura. Hidan shrugged.
"Watch where you fall then."
(Insert Psycho music)
"What's your fucking deal?"
"Hello?"
"Ummm"
"Oh SHI.."
-
'Think we should stop them?" Kisame questioned, seemingly not as worried as one would think from the tone of which he asked that.
"Nah, un" Deidara replied. "They should be alright, un."
"Don't care, eh?" Kakuzu asked. Deidara nodded.
"Exactly."
A/N-sorry it was late, un! eh hehe heh had a lot to update on lately. Plus I was in a rush. So this chapter probably isnt anything great.
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